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Lately I m having some very weird thoughts...hence i m again back wid another of my weird imaginations...hope u guys njoy n plss don throw sandals at meš
The Black Shiny colour made it all more sexy and aggressive just like him. It looked like a miniature version of the person standing across the table. The moonlight falling on it made it all the more vibrant and elegant in its own way.
I was loving the view of the stars sitting at the table across the pool side with him standing over and talking to Mr. Khanna. Suddenly I heard someone's giggle. I looked around to find the owner of those beautiful giggles and was awestruck. There she was looking more beautiful with each passing second. That shiny golden touch to her skin made her look heavenly.How on earth he wished to be on her side for his entire lifetime and lead a happy and loving life. "You want to marry her?" The question came from somewhere nearby. I turned to look at the one who had the audacity to intrude in my personal matters and got irked. There he stood with his round belly and a comical smiley face. Everytime I saw him it pissed me off like hell, " How dare you question me? Huh!! Do you know the consequences of question your boss?" But all I got was a mocking laughter.
A second later he looked at me. There was something in his eyes that I couldn't make out. He smiled at me and said " You know what, I feel pity on you." Yet again he started irritating me. "What do you want? Why can't you just let me in peace?" He looked at me as if I was an alien. " This is why I pity you dear. You don't know the harsh realities of this man standing infront of you. He is way too dangerous." I was fuming with rage. I so wanted to strangle him to death, " Do you have an idea of whatever you are saying? You are talking about my baby, my love, Shivaay Singh Oberoi." He again laughed at me and this time there were some others too laughing at me with pity in their eyes. "Oh dear, its not your fault though. All his previous ones too loved him but..." But this time it was some else's voice. I turned to it when it hit me,"Wait did I hear it correct ..previous ones. He had someone before me. Was he cheating on me?" I guess my thoughts were clearly etched on my face because what I heard next shook me to the core. "You are completely new to this place my dear. But this man, Shivaay Singh Oberoi, is a ruthless killer." What on earth was I hearing. My Shivaay was a killer, " No way, its not possible, I don't believe you all. I am the first for Shivaay and the only too. Shivaay loves me." The whole room laughed at me," No dear you are his 85th phone. and all his previous phones have been ruthlessly murdered by none other than Shivaay himself." That was it. Shivaay had 84 phones before me. I turned to the smiley ball who first came and warned me, "What happened to them smiley, tell me" Smiley looked at me and started narrating each and every phone's story.
After hearing everything I was broken. I reminicensed those moments when he touched me, complimented me and rubbed his soothing fingers on me. How I wished i was a Human like his wife Anika with whom he did wonders on his bed every night. How I craved to be in his arms instead of Anika.
Phone: Smiley, his brothers didn't stop him?
Smiley: Dear, Shivaay's anger is taken out only on his phones so no one said anything.
Flower pot: And why do you think anyone would say anything. Afterall we are just materials for them. For once I thought Om would understand our pain. But that Overgrown grassy idiot just stood there as a mere spectator doing nothing to save the previous phone.
The car keys: Hey you pot, Dare you say anything about my Om. He has always been the calm one. If you are so angry then why didn't your Rudra do anything. After the temple incident I doubt if his mucles are of real even.
The chair: Why are you two fighting, Rudra is a kid and Om is too sweet so they couldn't do anything
Suddenly someone entered the room. My eyes locked with her swaying away in Anika's hand.
Anika's Phone: Quite everyone, My Anika is very angry right now.
Anika kept the phone on the coffe table where I was already seated. She looked at me and smiled and then blushed. I was about to start a conversation with her when both our owners picked up one of their epic fights. Suddenly I saw Shivaay huffing and everyone in the room face palmed themselves.
I fet wet, no its not that we suffer through those monthly cycles afterall we are materials. But still I felt wet. Everywhere I looked i could see only water. And there I saw Anika's phone beside me. I asked her what happened ." Few minutes before Shivaay got very angry and he took both of us and threw us in the pool."
I got the shock of my life. Shivaay threw me. But I was happy that atleast I was dying along with my lady love. Though she was second to Shivaay but now he betrayed me.
Suddenly something big caught my eyes. it was Mrs. Cushion. Ever since she got married to Mr. cushion, she and her babies hopped everywhere in the Oberoi Mansion. Be it in the hall or Om room, Shivvay or Rudra's room, Daadi or Priyanka's room they were everywhere and to top it all they were showered with utmost care. She came to us and said " Poor You. May both of your souls rest in peace."
Anika's phone was just like Anika. She smiled and said "Atleast you can be dried and can continue living." I always envied these cushions for the care they got" Ya and we are just dozing off to a permanent sleep." Mrs. Cushion was very kind and caring which was why Anika's phone loved her. She always slept on Mrs' cushions lap. Even now Mrs. Cushion offered her lap where we took our last breath and everything became dark. But before going we promised to return to take our revenge to that Killer Singh Oberoi.
ok done. how was it? pretty bad i know. sandals, tomatoes, eggs all welcomed. but do throw more tomatoes they r costly at presentš
Anupamaa
